Not-so-secret "secret" at Haverford College in Pennsylvania. Refers to the series of tunnels(containing an elaborate heating/electrical system) originally constructed beneath the Haverford campus with the intention of keeping the place cozy and liveable in Winter...has since been infiltrated by generations of Haverford undergrads hell-bent on getting drunk/high, wandering through the maze of subterranean pipes and passageways, risking getting caught and hollered at by the Dean or control-freak upperclassmen..."tunneling" was totally CHOICE in the 1980's when most of the tunnels were still accessible and good, creepy fun could be had down there (picnics, beer parties, nookie)...now that most of the tunnels have been walled-off, etc...it's much harder to convince a fellow-'Ford to crawl drunkenly through 'em with you when the possibility of NEVER FINDING YOUR WAY OUT ALIVE looms and menaces. There is still the seductive lure of the yet-to-be-breached "SECRET DOOR" said to be hidden within the tunnels.

"Screw Customs, man---let's hit the tunnels!"

"The TUNNELS? Are you kidding me? I heard Poindexter went in last semester and fucking disappeared. Screw that...besides, they're having cheesesteaks in the Dining Hall tonight and I wanna get in line before that big guy from my Chem class eats 'em all."

"I''ll tunnel it if you tunnel it." "BUT WE ONLY HAVE ONE CLIP!!" "So, i'll tunnel it, pop it out after like a minute, then you tunnel it." "Every time we do this, your shit goes everywhere, and I'm the one who has to tunnel the mess!"

"Dude, i havent stopped shitting blood since I tunneled that blunt."" "Yeah, that was awesome."